Monarch of Evernight: Twenty-four deadly little hands

bsp;Chapter 205 The murderous little hand

"Why can't you eat it?" The girl was a little confused.

An Wen said: "This place has obviously been attacked, and it happened recently, so it is a good opportunity to make a move. Unfortunately, there are too many natives in this stone castle and they are too strong. If the two of us go in, there will be some dangers. There is no return. I really can’t figure out who attacked them. If they were people from the empire, they might have become food for the natives, right?”

Bai Kongzhao didn't answer, just stared at a group of indigenous people walking out of the stone castle. He suddenly jumped down from the treetops, lowered himself, and followed them quietly like cats. Anwen couldn't stop her, so he had no choice but to follow him to prevent her from fighting alone.

The girl silently approached the indigenous team, suddenly jumped up, and pounced on the last indigenous warrior!

An Wen didn't expect the girl to attack so recklessly. After being shocked, he grew taller and was ready to respond. Then the indigenous warrior was illuminated by the white sky and was unable to resist. He fell down as soon as he was pressed softly and stopped moving after falling.

What's even more rare is that there was only a faint sound of clothes rubbing together during the whole process, not even a bit of vibration, and the indigenous warriors in front didn't notice it at all.

As soon as the indigenous warrior fell down, the girl jumped up again and jumped on an indigenous warrior in front of her. Just like before, as soon as the indigenous warrior touched the girl, his whole body went limp and he fell to the ground. Like a wild leopard hunting for prey, the girl pounced on the natives one after another, knocking down seven or eight native warriors in the blink of an eye, leaving Anwen stunned.

The two four-armed warriors walking at the front finally felt that something was wrong, and it seemed that everything behind them suddenly became quiet. They turned back at the same time, and one of their fields of view was filled with the figure of a girl rushing towards them from the sky. Before they could react, the girl hugged their whole head.

He was no exception and fell to the ground, but compared to ordinary warriors, he still had the strength to wave his arms wildly and kick his feet constantly. But the girl held his head tightly and refused to let go. The strange thing is that the four-armed warrior punched and kicked, but few of them were able to hit the girl.

Another four-armed warrior pulled out his saber, yelled, and was about to take action when suddenly a bright red light passed by beside her, and her head immediately flew up and was thrown high into the air.

The four-armed woman's head saw Anwen in the air, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she opened her mouth to spit out a cloud of white mist.

An Wen was shocked immediately. He never expected that the four-armed woman with only one head left could actually attack the enemy with spray. He knew that Bai Wu was powerful, so he turned the long sword in his hand, and another sword light rose into the sky, encircling all of Bai Wu. The bright red sword light looks bright, but in fact it has extremely strong burning and corrosive capabilities, and can burn away all the white mist in an instant.

An Wen breathed a sigh of relief, pointed his two-meter long sword diagonally at the ground, and assumed a cool and invincible sword posture. But he immediately felt something was wrong, and the long sword in his hand disappeared instantly, replaced by the thin sword the girl gave him. An Wen was originally tall and handsome, but with a sword as thin as a toothpick in his hand, he suddenly looked a bit girly.

Only then did the girl get up from the four-armed warrior. There were no wounds visible on the four-armed warrior's body, his eyes were blank, and his hands and feet were still waving instinctively. But Anwen saw that the four-armed warrior was actually dead, but his vitality was too strong. Although his consciousness was gone, his body was still instinctively squandering the last energy.

The girl glanced at the body of the four-armed woman and said to Anwen: "Thank you."

An Wen did not expect that the girl would actually say thank you, and hurriedly said: "Is there anything to be grateful for? We are friends now, and friends should help each other, right?"

"Friends?" The girl shook her head, "Many people have said that they are friends with me, and then they all want to attack me behind my back."

"Of course I am different from them!"

"What's different?"

An Wen couldn't tell. He originally wanted to say that as a demon-born young master, he meant what he said, so how could he do such a thing? Furthermore, looking at the world, there are only a few people that Anwen can recognize as his friends. Once you have it, you should cherish it. Finally, it is the person who can get his approval from An Wen, so how can he be bad?

If you really explain this series of great principles in detail, you can talk about it for a long time. It's just that the girl is a little ignorant and has no idea about class levels, and she has no idea about the identity of the young demon master Anwen.

She ran to the maelstrom passage and actually invited Anwen to fight into the passage with her. She did not expect that the one guarding the passage was the demon giant Eternal Flame, nor did she notice that the three tribes guarding the passage were the ones guarding the passage. The demon descendant is the leader.

In the girl's eyes, the world on the other side of the tunnel holds great opportunities and she must go there. And she would share this opportunity with Anwen, so she said that they would go into the maelstrom together.

This sounds ridiculous, but Anwen was very moved. It means recognition of who he is, regardless of who he is.

In the past few years, Anwen has been surrounded by many followers, and he has long been unable to distinguish who is here for him and who is just following the identity of the young demon master. Before that, Anwen didn't care. No matter what the purpose is, as long as you are willing to do things for him and promise to be loyal.

It can be said that the girl is the first person Anwen has met who completely ignores his identity.

So Anwen wanted to maintain this rare and innocent relationship and did not try to reason with the girl. He has a selfish hope that the best girl will never know what the demon-born young master really means.

But right now, if we don’t talk about these principles, we can’t answer the girl’s question. An Wen thought for a long time before saying, "Anyway, I'm just different from the people you knew in the past."

"Really?"

"Of course."

An Wen raised his head guiltily and did not notice that the girl seemed to be thinking about someone and was in a trance.

He put away his rapier and inspected the bodies of the natives on the spot. He was very curious about how the girl killed these natives.

The four-armed native had several thin round holes on the back of his head and the top of his head, which were obviously fatal injuries. Anwen pulled out his short knife and cut open the four-armed warrior's body layer by layer. This aspect is to observe the body structure of the four-armed natives in order to discover their fatal points. On the other hand, Anwen actually wanted to see what method the girl used to kill these natives.

When the girl saw it, she came over and watched silently.

An Wen's hands are extremely agile, and the short knife is like a flying elf, peeling off the flesh and blood layer by layer, exposing the secrets of the four-armed man.

The more he looked at it, the more surprised Anwen was. The round holes left by the **** the four-armed man's head and neck were all deep into the bone marrow. Among them, the round hole in the back of the neck directly penetrated the vertebrae.

The cervical vertebrae of the four-armed people are different from those of humans and demons. Their vertebrae are covered with large and small bone spurs, some sticking out of the body, and some buried under the flesh. These bone spurs were obviously meant to protect the vertebral bodies, and the round hole left by the girl happened to go through the middle of the two bone spurs, hit the vertebrae, and severed the nerves inside.

Anwen tapped the vertebrae with a short knife, and the sound was a sound of gold and iron. He slashed with more force, and as expected, he only left a half-finger deep mark on the vertebrae, which was still far from cutting off the bowl-sized vertebrae. The strength of the four-armed man's bones is truly astonishing, even stronger than the devil's magic iron.

After checking the vertebrae, Anwen suddenly discovered that there seemed to be some small holes at the ends of some long bone spurs. With a thought in his mind, he activated his magic power, strengthened his hand, and cut off a long bone spur. Sure enough, the bone spur was hollow inside, and there was a drop of milky white liquid at the bottom of the hole.

As soon as he saw this drop of white liquid, Anwen instantly felt his whole body tighten. That was his instinctive alertness to danger. This drop of white liquid was not only poisonous, but also a strange poison that could kill Anwen!

Even as a demon-born young master, Anwen broke out in a cold sweat. If he had the confidence to deal with these natives with his bare hands instead of using weapons, there was no guarantee that he would not be injured by these extremely damaging bone spurs. The poison in the bone spurs can be troublesome even for him.

But how did the girl know the distribution of the four-armed man's bone spurs and avoid danger?

Anwen turned around and asked, "What did you use to kill him?"

What he didn't expect was that the girl stretched out her own hands.

"Uh, that's it, okay." Anwen continued to inspect the body, really unwilling to associate those white and tender hands with the murder weapon.

The several finger holes on the four-armed man's head are also deep enough to reveal bone, and circles of fine cracks can be seen on its skull. Obviously, the girl thrust her finger into it. Although she could not penetrate its skull, the damage caused was considerable. The spread of the power would even cause dizziness and break down the resistance of the four-armed warrior.

It seems that after being knocked down by the girl, the four-armed warrior struggled in a messy manner, which was one of the reasons.

An Wen inspected several more corpses of two-armed men, and found that they were basically fatal with a blow to the back of the neck. The girl directly cut off their ability to control their bodies so that they could hunt them down one by one silently. It wasn't until he met a four-armed male warrior whose vitality was one level stronger that he spent a lot of time.

How did the girl know the physical structure and weaknesses of the four-armed man so accurately? It was obviously her first time entering the maelstrom. Could it be said that this is talent?

There is nothing special about two-armed or four-armed people. The girl picked up the four-armed male samurai's slashing sword, looked at it, compared it with her spider demon forearm slashing sword, and then threw it back to the ground.

Anwen looked at the chopping knife and sighed. In fact, the grade of that slashing sword is quite good. It can be at least comparable to a seventh-grade weapon outside the maelstrom. This is just the weapon of an ordinary four-armed male warrior. In this area, there are treasures everywhere. Even if you cut down a random tree, it is still a treasure that can be used to build the core structure of the floating battleship.

It’s just that the space equipment he carries with him has a limited capacity. Not to mention wood and stones, he can’t even carry much of the extremely precious white fruit wine. Apart from a long sword, protective treasures and magic potions, and three or four bottles of wine, there was not much room in the space.

After clearing this group of hunting natives, the girl looked at the stone castle again. An Wen was shocked and said hurriedly: "We can't swallow it!"

"There's good stuff in there."

"I know there is, but there is nothing we can do. There are too many enemies inside."

"Kill little by little."

"It's too dangerous. Especially the white mist of the four-armed woman, once it is sprayed, it will be very troublesome."

The girl said: "I'm not afraid."

An Wen smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid."